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Amos & The Hospital

Amos & The Hospital

Sunday, December 18, 2016 Adrian Wood Comments (0)

My name is Amos.

My mom shouldn't have complained about being tired.

I woke up with croup last night.

It was really scary.

I couldn't breathe and threw up.

My mom took me to the hospital.

The doctor was so nice even though he gave me a shot.

I had three things of apple juice.

We got home at 2 in the morning.

My dad was so happy to see me.

He said, "I missed you, boy."

I slept in their bed.

My mom woke up this morning and said a prayer of thankfulness.

My family loves me.

Love, Amos

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